The other day a friend of mine came to visit and offered to pay for a meal. Being a poor college this was a no-brainer. Oh course I accepted and the adventure was underway.
By the way, this seems like a good time to mention that it's never a good idea to offer free food to a college student because even if you are being sarcastic they will say yes and you will pay for their meal. There is no way out of an offer for free food made to a college student. You have been warned.
Where was I? Oh yes. The adventure. So the pizza has been ordered and has arrived and a jolly good time is being had by all. In the midst of a deliciously greasy bite of stuffed crust pizza I found a little chunk of something tremendously hard in my mouth. Being a close cousin to Curious George (Disclaimer: Not an evolution reference) (Disclaimer Disclaimer: That's a pretty good one. Laugh now) I decided that I would investigate before swallowing this mysterious chunk. It turned out to be a good idea because it happened to be a good-sized chunk of tooth. Wonderful. Since I have a bit of history with teeth mishaps, (a story for another time) I thought, 'oh no, my teeth are falling out' and did not let the unnamed Pizza Hut restaurant know about my discover. Later, upon close examination of my teeth I realized that I was Columbus and this tooth was someone's New World! What that means is I found some strangers tooth inside my mouth, locked into the tomb of stuffed crust pizza! The End. Or so I thought at the time.
Clearly, I was having the best day ever. That is not sarcasm. Surprising, I know. I still am quite excited about my discovery. I'm sure there is some sort of secret society of tooth finders that I am now officially a part of. Probably like an honorary tooth fairy or something, but without the dancing shoes.
That same day I went to McDonalds (stay with me, all you McD's haters) and I ordered what I had thought to be a cheap snack. Remember, college student. I said to the lovely individual working the till, 'I'll have a small sundae and a small soft drink please wonderful individual.' To which they replied with a ridiculous price. Being a good person I didn't think twice and paid the price. Read that out loud, it rhymes. Well it turns out that a sundae and a small soft drink are now perfectly interchangeable with a large milkshake and a large vanilla cone. Aren't you glad I warned you about that? Now you know what McD's is up to. Those dirty rotten lovely individual's. They're probably putting children to work back there too.
The moral of this story of course is..... Look both ways before crossing the street. But if that sounds cliche go ahead and google 'moral of the story' and I'm sure you'll find something interesting!
